Chloe Simpson gathered all her strength, stretched out her hand, and shoved Lucas Hughes, bolting towards the door of the private room.
But she had barely run a few steps when Lucas reached out and dragged her back.
Although he didn't grab her by the hair, the scene was eerily reminiscent of the dream she had in the basement on that day.
In an instant, Chloe was completely frozen.
Lucas seized the opportunity to harshly pin her down to the sofa.
"Chloe Simpson, very good! This time, you've come to me voluntarily, so don't blame me!"
Lucas reached out to rip her clothes, but suddenly the door to the private room opened.
"Sir, here's the red wine you ordered."
Chloe thought Selene Wilson had already arranged everything.
To her surprise, it was just the waiter coming to deliver wine.
But it was a good opportunity; she could use it to escape.
However, even with the waiter delivering wine, Lucas continued to hold her tightly.
